so it turns, a cycle familiar. i'm sitting at the beginning of a series of little projects and sessions that will eventually stitch together to form one cohesion to pepper the flavor of this one event. as i sat before the LCD, i found myself stopping to taste the goodness that has crept into my life.
willing accomplices, comradeship without a dragging feet, i seem to have stumbled upon not just a window but found friendship in the common denominator of our emotional and spiritual language.
it's only been several hours but we've tracked a short verse chorus and a full track for that song over easter. i can't help but smile in gleeful contentment to hear the full bottom ends that need no compression. ok, maybe a little. but the lounge room has turned into an acoustically suitable pad to capture the energies of a live set.
i can't wait for the next day and for the rest of the month and year. I don't know where this is going to lead. but the learning curve has taken a eager steep climb.
and just as my hands got a little wet. a friend sends me